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Just before we reach the mountains, a circling hawk plummets to the ground about 60 or 70 yards ahead of us. We stop and Niki grabs the "Hubble" telephoto lens and climbs into the truck bed to brace herself on the top of the cab. The hawk hops around, flutters, hops some more and so on. We figure it's caught something and is waiting for it to stop struggling.

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